Seção 41

3.1

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Florervilha.

NOVELO

Peço que me recomende à Senhora Vagem, sua mãe, e ao Senhor Grão, seu pai. Bom Mestre Florervilha, queria conhecê-lo melhor também. – Seu nome, eu lhe peço, senhor?

SEMOSTARDA

Semostarda.

NOVELO

Bom Mestre Semostarda, sei bem de sua paciência. Aquele covarde, o bife bovino gigante, devorou muitos cavalheiros de sua estirpe.47 Asseguro-lhe, seus parentes fizeram meus 95

olhos lacrimejar até agora. Desejo conhecê-lo melhor, bom 180

Mestre Semostarda.

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TITÂNIA

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Cuidem dele. Levem-no ao meu recanto.

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Creio que a lua está com o olhar úmido am S

E, ao chorar, cada flor tem seu pranto, illiW

A lamentar o recato violado.

Atem-lhe a língua; tragam-no calado.

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3.2 Entra OBERON, Rei das Fadas OBERON

Fico a imaginar se Titânia acordou;

E o que estiver próximo ao seu olhar

Ela amará apaixonadamente.

Aí está o arauto: espírito aluado, e então?

Encontrou no bosque algum espectro?

3.2

PUCK

My mistress with a monster is in love.

Near to her close and consecrated bower, While she was in her dull and sleeping hour, A crew of patches, rude mechanicals,

That work for bread upon Athenian stal s, 10

Were met together to rehearse a play

Intended for great Theseus’ nuptial day.

The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort, Who Pyramus presented, in their sport Forsook his scene and entered in a brake, When I did him at this advantage take: An ass’s nole I fixèd on his head.

Anon his Thisbe must be answerèd,

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And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy –

As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye, 20

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Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort, ere v

Rising and cawing at the gun’s report, Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky –

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So at his sigh away his fellows fly,

And at our stamp here o’er and o’er one fal s; e um

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He ‘Murder!’ cries, and help from Athens cal s.

Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears thus strong, Sonh

Made senseless things begin to do them wrong, For briars and thorns at their apparel snatch, Some sleeves, some hats; from yielders all things catch.

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I led them on in this distracted fear, And left sweet Pyramus translated there; When in that moment, so it came to pass, Titania waked, and straightway loved an ass.

OBERON

This fal s out better than I could devise.

But hast thou yet latched the Athenian’s eyes With the love juice, as I did bid thee do?

PUCK